the words have been said..
flow like a river..
created dreams...
and it built a hope...
now..
there's a question that came without an answer..
in my journey to my certainty...
I keep myself in silent..
coz belief is still there...
I feel grey start to bother...
then I try to hold myself from the fear..
try to remind myself..
that..letting go doesnt mean that I lost it...
between the hope and fear..I'm learning...
with a heart that prepare to broke..
"I'm fine...just in the middle of process for happiness..."
